As a twenty something year old Nevermo I was sitting on my couch here earlier thinking how sad I was being on a Saturday night watching Xfactor and being online instead of being out in town barhopping and later clubbing when the thought suddenly occurred to me...

What the hell do young Mormons do on a Saturday night?I am guessing it doesn't involve socialising or going to a pub/club?

Saturday is a special day.It's the day we get ready for Sunday:We clean the house, and we shop at the store,So we won't have to work until Monday.We brush our clothes, and we shine our shoes,And we call it our get-the-work-done day.Then we trim our nails, and we shampoo our hair,So we can be ready for Sunday!

rationalist01 Wrote:-------------------------------------------------------> Saturday is a special day.> It's the day we get ready for Sunday:> We clean the house, and we shop at the store,> So we won't have to work until Monday.> We brush our clothes, and we shine our shoes,> And we call it our get-the-work-done day.> Then we trim our nails, and we shampoo our hair,> So we can be ready for Sunday!

Saturday is a special night.It's the night we get ready for Bishop.Put my hand way up her dress, so I'll have something to confess.Bishop's one of the repressed males, he needs to pry into my details.So don't hold back and go with the flow, We need to do stuff for the Bishop to know.Saturday is a special night.It's the night we get ready for Bishop.

In high school and jr. high, my TBM children went to movies, and to hang out at friends' houses, and school dances, and to parties, Sometimes, they would come over to our house, too, and mainly talk and laugh.

I was married to a "less active" and later divorced, so I didn't have any couples friends, and most of my single friends had dates on Saturday nights. Since I had the house all to myself, I preferred to stay home and wind down from the busy week. I still liked my job (even on the most stressful days) 100 times better than church, and better than "socializing" with Mormons. I would get ready for Sunday earlier in the day, so my Saturday night wouldn't be ruined. Just me and my dogs and cats and a good movie or book was good enough for me. My job was very social, working with people all day, and traveling.

My non-Mormon adult children have parties, like right now it's a Ute football party, but my daughter and her TBM husband go out EVERY Saturday night with his TBM family of 10 siblings, and all their kids, and have dinner somewhere inexpensive. Dutch treat.

We singles who never wanted to date anyone a second time, would have parties, too, at each other's houses, and for occasions like Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas (but not on the actual day itself) birthdays, to watch sports, and to have a game-night. No one ever wanted to go with me to do volunteer work, so I did that by myself on Friday. Looking back, that was no real social life at all. Utah parties are not like what we had in California!

My now ex-husband was a police officer and worked most Saturday nights. So I would spend the evening lining up all the clothing, socks shoes etc etc for all my 5 children to stop any problems the next day.

Then if I could, I would settle down to a nice evening with a TV movie or a book. I LOVED it.

I had SO little time to myself, that I made sure that Saturday night I got a couple of hours just for me.

My husband had to clean the church building, then go and help someone move. We were possibly going out to dinner, but, alas, they are running late.....sometimes I just Hate tscc.I always seem to be second fiddle around here...church first, you know.....or was that family?

It is good for nevermos to bring up these things. Those of us that are BIC can forget just how very ODD it all is. My first thought when I saw your subline was that stupid song and what a PIA Saturday used to be. Saturday night? You are working on SOMETHING for church and ironing stuff and making sure everyone has the correct parts for their "uniform". You have to pack so much in that Saturday is often as stressful as a school/work day. Back a few years ago they didn't just have one three hour block. You went to different meetings and went home between. No loud play, no swimming, no going over to friends. Pretty much ruined Sunday too.

They take the ENTIRE FAMILY to the grocery store! They get one of those special giant carts encased in plastic (with special seats for the kiddies). The older kids run, skip, dance, play tag in the aisles, grab items off the shelves, spill things, etc. and the younger ones scream. Usually the dad has one cart and the mom has the other. It seems like the kids always have runny noses and sticky candy smears around their mouths. After they get the groceries, they stand in line at the deli and buy soft-serve cones for everyone.

Then they all get in the checkout line. More whining, screaming, running, jumping, playing tag, begging for candy, etc. ensues. The mom will pull out a bunch of wrinkled coupons while the dad chats with the cashier about tomorrow's church meetings.

Some probably, deep down in their hearts, wish they were out with their non-Mormon friends (if they have any...or will admit to having any) enjoying a good beer or cocktail or three, and hope some zealot doesn't see them and rat them out to their bishop or SP.